So Bible Study.
Ok, that week was a joint birthday party for Nicole and me, so in the middle of pigging out on cupcakes and wearing tiaras, I looked at Megan:
"Um, I have something I want to talk to you guys about."
"Is it a boy?"
"Um, I want to talk to everyone together."
"EVERY ONE SIT DOWN!"
So they did. I was sitting on the couch next to Megan, with Nicole slyly smiling at me from the other couch, full of glee because she already knew. "Um, I got asked out on a coffee date."
Enter the hysterics.
"BY WHO!?"
"Um, I think his name was Mike."
"MIKE DOMBROWSKI!?"
"Um, I don't know, maybe."
Megan, by this point, is hyperventilating.
"WE NEED FACEBOOK!" So now, the six of us are Facebook stalking him.
"Is that him!?" "Yes." "OH MY GOSH!" Hysterics continue for a while.
Needless to say, the information central that was Bible Study that night, LOVES Mike. Highly favorable, is the description I got from them. Well, ok, I guess we'll have to see.
I spent the next week trying not to let my mind "go there", as we girls tend to do. My sister Danielle came down, we had a fabulous time, and we went back up. I came back Sunday, Easter night, and checked my Facebook Monday morning.
Apparently I was not the only one trying not to think about it.
Mike had sent me a message Easter night:
"My offer stands. I'd still like to take you out for a cup of coffee if you are up for it. Please drop me a line and let me know either way. Peace. -Mike"
Yeah, like I'm going to be the first to call.
Brotherly love. Or something like it.
9 years ago
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